Some opportunities are just alibis waiting to happen.
 
Everyone said I had the look. One Friday night on a rooftop in Brickell, my big moment finally came. I was discovered by a manager who could actually take me places. I was signed to big brand deals, contracts overseas. I took photos in places I had only dreamed about.
 
And chasing the spotlight took me further than I ever planned to go.
I fulfilled the duties of the contract, even gave my body, while quieting my consent all for the blessing of fame. And when it was all said and done. I wasn't walking a runway. I was sitting in an interrogation room. I was supposed to be getting the bag not left holding it.
 
The truth about fame is this: the same photo that was meant to destroy me... it made me a legend.
Framed is a slick, dangerous ride through shady deals, fake access, private favors, control and where the glow-up comes with strings attached.